Doom: I have a fortress and a puppet army!

"Make it!"

"Too far away, production fails."

At the entrance of the steel factory, Su Chen observed the terrain.

It's one o'clock in the evening.

There are no zombies near the gate.

There was only a zombie in the security booth, banging on the door, trying to get out.

"The danger is not great."

The stainless steel attendant climbed over the sliding door, crashed into the security booth, killed the zombie security guard, and pushed the sliding door open.

The car drove into the factory area.

On the first night of the apocalypse, the zombies have not yet evolved effectively, and this place is still far away from the light and shadow portal in the city.

But even with the 300kg Steel Guard, Su Chen is still very powerful.

"etc."

In the car, Su Chen glanced.

The security booth, which is more than ten square meters, has screens that monitor the entire factory area. There are also several yellow safety helmets and security uniforms hanging on the wall.

Think about it.

Su Chen asked the stainless steel attendants to put on security uniforms and helmets.

Anyone who sees the walking Iron Man can tell that it is definitely not a product of technology.

Extraordinary power.

It's too eye-catching.

In the early days of the end of the world, he didn't want to stand out. It was not good to attract attention. His spirit was to remain silent.

"alright."

Su Chen drove to the scrapyard.

"Make it!"

Kitchen knives and a ton of scrap metal disappeared.

Instead.

A behemoth, two and a half meters tall, fat and made entirely of scrap metal, covered in rust, a metal pig-headed monster holding a kitchen knife.

The kitchen knife is like a pencil sharpener in its hand.

The 1.86 meter tall, muscular bald steel attendant is only a quarter of his body size.

The two guards stood together.

At first glance, he looks like a strong fitness guy, like a high school student with a thin dog.

The steel attendant, wearing a hard hat, security uniform, mask and sunglasses, can still disguise himself as a person in the night.

This scrap iron servant has no way of pretending.

Giant pig head!

Made entirely of scrap metal.

At first glance, it looks like an extraordinary monster.

The Scrap Iron Attendant was born, his huge body moved, and he wanted to kneel down on one knee to pay sincere respect to Su Chen, but he fell to the ground and it took him a long time to get up.

Entries emerge.

0 Scrap Iron Servant, can be upgraded, after upgrading (1 can obtain the characteristic of rampaging or slashing)

"Take two steps."

Bang!

Scrap iron attendant, walking slowly.

Crunch.

Rust falls off.

The old thick steel plates beneath my feet were deformed by being trampled on.

Give it a gentle push.

The large forklift, which was more than two meters high, fell to the ground.

"A ton of power is truly amazing."

"It's a mobile bulldozer."

In the car, Su Chen was a little dissatisfied.

Too sluggish.

The stainless steel squire is barely fast enough to be considered a normal person, and his hands and feet are more flexible than zombies.

The same cannot be said for Scrap Iron Squire.

Although the power completely destroyed the three steel attendants.

One ton of power can be called a walking bulldozer, but the speed is too slow and it can only act as a goalkeeper.

"It seems that the production of guards is closely related to the materials. Next time I make guards, I have to find a way to improve agility."

"Otherwise, what if an agile zombie comes and jumps three meters high and five meters away, and beheads me directly?"

Sitting in the car, Su Chen achieved his goal.

Just ready to go back.

However, the car broke down.

It had been in a car accident, so it was normal for it to break down.

"This is the time to drop anchor."

"But fortunately, the scrapyard is not far from the security booth gate."

"There should be other vehicles in the steel factory for the exclusive use of leaders. The office building is between the security booth and the scrapyard. You should be able to find the key."

Wearing a raincoat and holding an umbrella, under the close protection of two guards one behind the other, Su Chen was about to reach the security booth.

"help me!"

"There's someone here!"

"Come and rescue me!"

In the quiet night, the cry for help was particularly loud.

and.

The man on the top floor of the office building was afraid that Su Chen wouldn't notice him, so he picked up an iron basin and started banging on the window.

"Is this person sick? Didn't he receive the text message? Do you dare to be so arrogant and want to kill me?"

Su Chen ran faster and got into the security booth.

The stainless steel attendant followed him, and after thirty seconds, he also got in.

Scrap Iron Squire is slower.

Deng Deng stared.

Every step he took left a deep hole in the cement floor.

A minute later, it was too late.

When we were cleaning out the security zombies just now, the door was broken down and the Scrap Iron Attendant couldn't get in. He could only stand towards the door and sit down, blocking the door tightly.

"Won't you save me?"

"This little security guard dares not to save me, the boss. After this incident is over, I won't let you go and you won't be able to survive in Jiangcheng."

The guy on the top floor of the office building is on fire.

Swearing.

Various potted plants were thrown at the security booth.

But it didn't work.

The distance is too far.

On the contrary, there was quite a commotion here. In the factory area, swaying figures gathered towards the office building.

"Why are there so many people on the night shift?"

Su Chen was stunned and understood.

There are only about 200 contract workers in the steel factory.

He learned this three years ago.

But there may also be temporary workers.

Labor dispatch.

In the past three years, we should have expanded production capacity and continued to recruit people.

Maybe there can be about 300 people on the night shift.

Many of the zombies were old men and women who were shriveled and thin without wearing factory uniforms.

Temporary workers save money.

A group of old men and women without social security can be called over to do odd jobs and check equipment for thirty or forty days a day.

Many wandering zombies entered the office building, and many smelled the smell of flesh and blood and came to the security booth.

"That guy is really stupid!"

Su Chen held the welding knife tightly. A zombie was scratching the window, and he stabbed it with a knife, stabbing it out.

The scrap iron servant at the door sat on the ground, blocking the door, one in each hand, like pinching a chicken, and crushing one to death.

At the door of the security booth, the pile of zombies was three meters high.

"Roar!"

A roar came from deep in the factory.

Bang bang bang!

I saw a tall zombie, nearly two meters tall, with rotten skin and flesh, revealing scarlet muscle tissue, roaring and rushing in.

Fifty to one.

There are about 300 zombies on the night shift at the steel plant, and there must be at least six evolving alien zombies, or even more.

Su Chen saw it clearly just now.

A black shadow followed the drainage pipe and climbed up the office building. It should be one.

This should be the second one.

Scarlet muscle zombie, an entry appeared on the top of its head, 1.

[Level 1 zombie]

Su Chen was shocked.

"Looks like a power type."

Su Chen was relieved again.

He was least afraid of a head-on confrontation.

As long as it was not an agile zombie.

"Roar!"

The power zombie pushed away the zombie in front of it, roared and bit the scrap iron servant who was blocking the door.

A mouthful of rust! It didn't bite.

The rancid saliva, on the contrary, made a corrosive sound, and a lot of rust corroded.

Snap!

The scrap iron servant was annoyed and hit him with a big sinus.

The level 1 zombie was blown away.

Then.

It got up again, but its bones were a little dislocated, and it pushed towards the window.

"It's okay."

"One ton of power, even if only 10% or 20% is exerted, is enough to break through the steel plate."

Su Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just a moment ago, the exposed red muscles of this powerful zombie seemed to be tied into a flesh and blood armor, which resisted most of the impact for it.

Zombies are really not simple.

You know.

This is only the first night of the apocalypse.

If they were all ordinary zombies, relying on guns and technology, even if they were infectious, they would sooner or later be able to conquer all the fallen areas.

But now, Su Chen understands that even if there are no monsters in the blood gate, but only zombies, all countries will be finished.

The old order will inevitably collapse! This thing evolves too fast.

"Gangzi, hold him!"

It's now.

The moment the flesh and blood zombie crashed into the window and got stuck in the window, Su Chen moved, and the fine steel servant moved.

The security uniform was shattered.

The metal body of the fine steel servant was exposed. He jumped up and hugged the upper body of the flesh zombie on the window, breaking its spine fiercely.

"Roar!"

The flesh zombie roared in anger, spitting acid water, wanting to corrode everything in front of it.

Gangzi's metal bald head crashed into its mouth.

A cold long knife stabbed out.

Pierce it fiercely!

There are no muscles in the eyeballs and brain!

A pearl-sized dark crystal core was dug out by the fine steel servant.

"Level 1 special material, flesh fiber, detected, do you want to pick it up!"